From afar, he had already spotted the familiar pointed architecture, a warm feeling spontaneously arising within him. Gentle Ling'er kept flashing through his mind, reminding him of the days spent in the library where he was constantly learning about magic while Ling'er silently took care of him, causing her grief even though she was such a wonderful girl—how could he let her down? The memory of Long Ling's tear-filled eyes momentarily twisted Nian Bing's heart with pain.
Quickening his pace, Nian Bing soon reached the entrance of the Mage Guild. The two mages in charge of guarding the entrance seemed much more spirited than before, dressed neatly in Junior Mage robes. Both their spirit and demeanor had greatly improved compared to the past. Nian Bing had never seen these two mages before; evidently, they had joined the Mage Guild not long ago.
"Hello, are you a mage here to participate in the Guild?" one of the guards asked proactively.